Maid of Dishonor

by Laura Barcella

A wave of relief washed over me. “No maid-of-honor toast for me!” I thought as I drove home with tears in my eyes.

Epilogue: After I left an apologetic message, Allie decided she wanted me at the wedding, but not in the wedding. I ended up attending as a guest—and she promoted another bridesmaid to the maid-of-honor position. It was the most awkward evening of my life, but I was glad to be there. Our friendship is still recovering.